Chapter 592: What Exactly Are You So Nervous About?
White Feng just stepped out of the System Library and headed straight for Tian Yan.
At this moment, Tian Yan wasn’t tending to her little wheat and fruit crops but was busy practicing her cultivation.
When White Feng approached, she opened her eyes and looked at him: “You’re just in time! Come, cultivate with me!”
“…Hold that thought about cultivation. I need you to help me with something first,” White Feng waved his hand dismissively. Since their return, not only Tian Yan but everyone else had been diligently practicing—even Little Jiu, that lazy fox, had started trying. Now, every night, several people were hiding in his bedroom early.
Tian Yan tilted her head: “Are there more [Immortal Corpses]?”
“No, it’s still about the Demon Woman,” White Feng shook his head. “I want to investigate her background again, but this time expand the scope—look into the neighbors, even the entire city if needed.”
“What are you planning to do?”
“…Investigate what the Demon Woman has changed over time and her missing memories, just to be safe.”
After hearing White Feng’s explanation, Tian Yan finally relaxed a bit. She nodded: “Alright, no problem. I’ll arrange it.”
“Thanks. Also, don’t keep cultivating alone during this time. I’ll set up a Dao Enlightenment Array, and then…”
Before White Feng could finish, Tian Yan interrupted: “I want to be the first.”
“…Fine.”
……
“Many years ago, in Xuan Yu City, many ordinary folk were bewitched by the Demon Path and began cultivation. Most wasted all their money before becoming materials for demon path cultivation. A few managed to escape but mysteriously died a few years later.” Tian Yan recounted, holding the gathered intel. “This kind of event is hard to track down since so many died, and no one keeps detailed records of commoners’ affairs. Plus, the Demon Woman is linked to the Celestial Eye, making predictions even harder.”
“Really hard work,” White Feng chuckled, rubbing her head. “But judging by your look, you’ve discovered something, haven’t you?”
“That’s right. Although I can’t predict the Demon Woman, I traced other victims of that incident and found a few friends from out of town who knew her parents,” Tian Yan pulled out the Demon Woman’s info. “From their accounts, her family’s surname is Luo, and her name is Luo Qianqian.”
“I knew it…”
White Feng nodded slightly. Looks like the Demon Woman really has some connection to Luo Qianqian.
“So, you think your little disciple is actually the Demon Woman in disguise?” Tian Yan also looked contemplative. “That’s not impossible, but that kid doesn’t seem to have her scheming nature. Maybe she’s just lost most of her memories, after all.”
“It’s probably not a disguise. The Demon Woman is definitely dead,” White Feng shook his head. “The real situation can only be uncovered from Luo Qianqian herself.”
“What will you do?”
“Ask her directly.”
Having obtained clear evidence, White Feng wasn’t going to beat around the bush. Luo Qianqian was at the Heavenly Sword Sect; even if she was the Demon Woman in disguise, he was confident he wouldn’t let her escape.
“I’ll go with you,” Tian Yan said.
“Alright.”
Soon after.
“Teacher?”
Luo Qianqian opened the door, slightly surprised, and also a bit nervous—did she mess up the task her teacher set for her?
“I have a question for you,” White Feng grinned. “May I come in and sit?”
“Of course! Please do!” Luo Qianqian hurriedly opened the door wide, inviting White Feng and Tian Yan inside.
“Would you like something to drink? I have milk tea, cola, orange juice, apple juice, tangerine juice…”
“…Wow, that’s quite a variety. Just a cola, please,” White Feng said, glancing at Tian Yan, who shook her head—she didn’t like drinks.
“Alright, one cola.” Luo Qianqian carried over a glass with floating ice cubes. After handing it to White Feng, she gently asked: “Teacher, is it because I didn’t complete my recent tasks well?”
“No, you’re doing great. I’m here for something else,” White Feng shook his head and carefully examined Luo Qianqian—recently, he’d wanted to enter her dreams to investigate, but this little one was working too hard. She stayed up late, didn’t sleep or meditate, just studying array formations at her desk. He even used illusion techniques to forcefully sneak into her dreams once. Turns out, this little girl was dreaming about arrays.
Luo Qianqian visibly relaxed and her face eased up. She sipped her milk tea and asked, “Then, what’s this about?”
“Luo Qianqian, do you… know the Hundred Faced Saintess?” White Feng fixed his gaze on her.
Luo Qianqian’s eyes widened: “Teacher, you… already found out?”
Before White Feng could respond, she suddenly sat back sharply, then knelt down and began speaking rapidly: “I’m sorry, Teacher! I didn’t mean to hide it! Maybe it’s because I don’t remember being sold into the Demon Path, so my main body had me join the Heavenly Sword Sect. But she didn’t tell me what she wanted me to do, just told me to cultivate properly here. By the time I became one of the younger elites of the Array Peak, my main body secretly cut me out and told me that from now on I was Luo Qianqian—live the life she envied in the Heavenly Sword Sect. I really don’t know anything!”
“……”
White Feng was silent for a few seconds. Did he threaten her or anything? Just one normal attack, no, he probably just clicked on the minions’ health bar, and then baited out the enemy’s ultimate and Flash.
After hesitating a few seconds, he then asked the kneeling Luo Qianqian: “Hold on, I haven’t asked everything yet.”
“Teacher, you’ve already investigated, right?” Luo Qianqian secretly looked up. “There’s no point in me hiding anymore. I don’t want to get beaten.”
She then shyly added: “And Teacher has always been nice to me. It’s really uncomfortable to keep hiding this. Can you not send me to the Demon Path? I really don’t understand anything…”
“Relax, I’m not kicking you out,” White Feng reached out and rubbed his forehead. What was he so nervous about earlier? “But I will give you a check-up these days. You just…”
Before he finished, Luo Qianqian hurriedly nodded: “Hmm, I’ll stay honestly in the dungeon!”
“…No, stay in your room,” White Feng said, glancing at Chu Chu, who was standing nearby. She, covered by illusion, held spiritual equipment made from her Celestial Eye, and nodded at White Feng.
